Discussing the script of "Magic Mike" is a little like asking a stripper what score they got on their college SATs before you jam a dollar bill into their thong. Once you get past all the hot hunks and strip this movie down to the bare bones, it could just as easily been called "Showguys."
First-time screenwriter Reid Carolin loads "Magic Mike" with cliches including a conniving dance club boss -- played with weird vigor by Matthew McConaughey -- to the down-and-out stripping virgin (Alex Pettyfer) who goes from innocent to sinner in less time than it takes to pull off a pair of breakaway pants. Magic Mike (Channing Tatum) is only stripping to get enough money to start his dream business of making furniture out of beach scraps.
Toss in a milk toast love interest (Cody Horn), a sinister drug dealer and the overworked anthem of male strip club reviews -- The Weather Girls 1982 tune "It's Raining Men" -- and there's not enough original ideas to fill a G-string.
Tatum, whose real-life past life as a stripper makes him look very comfortable in this role, plays Magic Mike, a smooth talker who fronts a male dance troupe known as the Kings of Tampa. Mike befriends the troubled Adam and before you can say "take it off," Adam has joined the male strip show. This doesn't sit well with Adam's sister, Brooke (Horn), but she trusts Mike will keep her brother safe. Mike has an incentive to be a good protector; he likes Brooke.
Director Steven Soderbergh dances right up to the edge of campy with overly produced dance numbers, sex-crazed female patrons and male bonding. And it works. There's a real energy, and it's great fun watching the male dancers train and work together.